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Off-LJ Links:
Den of Geek asks What's happened to Torchwood series 4?
Kai Owen will be at the Polaris 24 Sci-Fi convention in Toronto this coming July [via fajrdrako]

Communities & Challenges:
apocalyptothon - The submission deadline has been extended by a few days
lgbtfest - The 2010 prompt submission post is open

Fanfic:

Complete:
Happy St. Patrick's Day by diminua [Ianto | PG]
Torchwood 1913: Jack be Nimble by jjpor [Jack, Gerald Carter, Harriet Derbyshire, Lydia Childs, Charles Quinn | G]
Old Boys by jjpor [Jack, Douglas Caldwell, Gerlad Carter, Herriet Derbyshire, Lydia Childs, Charles Quinn | G]
Jubilate Toshiko by littledoglaughd [Tosh, Jack | G]
Knitly Covered by huskyfriends [Jack/Ianto | NC-17]
Just For You by huskyfriends [Jack, Ianto, Owen, Gwen, Tosh | R]
Cardiff 2135 A.D. (55/55) by nos_tylluan [Jack, Ianto | unrated]
Protective Instincts by branwen_blaidd [Jack/Ianto | Adult]

Works in Progress:
The Measure of a Man (1/9) by welsh_scotsman [Jack/Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Gwen | PG]
Counting Stars (9/?) by soera [Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Owen/Tosh | NC-17]
Here Be Dragons (14/?) by sassysailorgirl [Team | R]
What Never Should Be: The Physician's Tale (2/?) by blucougar [Jack, team | Teen]
The Beast Within (8/?) by iantosgal [Jack/Ianto, Gwen, Owen, Tosh | Adult]
Our Pursuit to Happiness (10/?) by cancer22 [Jack/Ianto | PG-13]
Dreamscapes and Nightmares (28/?) by missthingsplace [Jack/ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Andy, OC | NC-17]
Welcome to Wise Heart Grove (10/?) by wise_n_witty [Jack/Ianto, Tosh/Owen, Gwen/Rhys, OC | NC-17]
In Amnion (9/?) by garnettrees [Jack/Ianto | Adult]
Turning Point (32/64) by et_muse [Jack/Ianto, past Ianto/Lisa | PG-13]
The Last Hurrah (17/?) by lawford [Jack, Ianto, team | PG-14]

Crossovers:
The Making of A Rogue Demon Hunter by lefaym [Jack/Wesley | R | Buffyverse x-over]
All Out of Love (1/?) by peja1956 [Eleven, Connor Temple, Jack/Alonso, James Harper/Alonso, Jack/Ianto, Jack/Alonso/James, Jack/Ianto/Stephen Hart, the following are implied: Nick Cutter/Stephen Hart, Stephen/Helen Cutter, Nick/Helen, Jack/James | FRM | DW, TW & Primeval x-overs]
Where the Road Diverges (14/?) by beth_mccombs Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Owen/Tosh, Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson, Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley/Lavender Brown, Balise Zabini/Luna Lovegood | NC-17 | Harry Potter x-over]
Fragments of a Shattered Life (16/?) by ohinyan [Jack, Doctor, Rose | R | DW x-over]
Lazarus (22/?) by ladyreapermc [Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Martha, Mickey, Alonso, Sarah Jane, Luke Smith | PG-13 | DW x-over]
Inevitable by trobadora [Jack/Nine | G | DW x-over]
Impossible Things by knm1234 [Smith!Ten/Jack | Adult | DW x-over]
Moments to Remember (25/34) by cjharknessgirl [Jack/Ianto, Gwen/Rhys, Tosh/Owen, Martha/Tom, Adam, Andy, Donna/Christina, Ten/Rose, OMC | NC-17 | DW x-over]
Four Days in the Desert by prochytes [Gwen, Monster | PG-13 | Lost x-over]

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So my mom got a big grocery bag full of fresh lemons from our neighbor's overproducing lemon tree, and I have discovered the joy of making The Perfect Lemon Square (recipe here, with the recommended mods in the comments: salt in the crust, more lemon juice and an extra tbsp of flour in the curd). I also have lemonade planned.

But delicious as they are, I am getting a bit sick of lemon squares.

SO....

What are your favorite recipes featuring lemons? Doesn't have to be sweet, although I do like lemony desserts.

ALSO...

My dad has very sweetly given us Zingerman's Bacon of the Month club. While I am fond of bacon as a flavoring in recipes, I don't usually eat very much of it straight, and I've already got two pounds in the freezer and more on the way, and every now and again I look at it and go, "What to do with THIS?

SO...

What are your favorite bacon-using recipes?

(If anyone suggests the meat ship they will be violently ignored.)

http://photoshopdisasters.blogspot.com/2010/03/dell-to-stocks.html

Maybe we should club together and send Michael Dell a copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.

Thanks to Rick! See for yourself!

I am very heartened by everyone's good wishes, signal boosting, hugs, etc. Thank you all.

But the very weird campaign against our flyers continues - one will be ripped down, but another on the same pole left. Or two ripped down but a third in plain view left. It's confusing.

And I didn't realize how confident I was that eating fried chicken and fries outside would bring Mulder back following his nose... until it didn't.

Am wrung out, which is why commenting is off.

Met with flickr guy no. 2 yesterday, because he asked some time before my skiing holiday and I felt I owed him, since I cut him off so completely and without any kind of explanation last year. Thankfully he didn't actually want one, or hit on me (that I noticed), but instead talked ca. 1 1/2+ hours pretty much non stop, telling me about his mental/psychological journey since then. Auras, horoscopes, energy this, energy that, every kind of esoterics and alternative medicine; you name it, it was there. Whatever works for him, obviously, but very much not my cup of tea.

Then we got into a philosophical discussion about life, love, the universe & everything with a guy from the next table, which was rather more interesting. It's strange when you're in a discussion with two guys and you're the most rational and sceptical in the group. Although it's not as if knowing that love is brain/body chemistry changes anything about what we feel, because you still can't control it, and in many ways it's almost worse that it's your own brain that choses to fuck you over again and again, and whoops, there went another couple of years of your life, and you still can't do anything about it. It's perverse, really. But perhaps necessary.

Not such a bad evening, though. That far.

Then came home and found an email from our belly-dancing teacher about the details of the show in my inbox, and my mood took an immediate plunge towards depressed & cranky, because somehow she's decided she wants only four people for the Wahastiny choreography, and since I'm already doing the veil choreography, blahblahblah, yaddayadda, she hopes this is okay for us. I'll live, obviously, and it's something incredibly petty to whine about (and I wouldn't even mention it if there wasn't a certain person who really isn't all that brilliant either, but is now doing veil, Wahastiny, and some kind of drum thing), but still, meh. I never even liked the veil, and I only worked through the choreogrophy with its gazillion turns that made me sick & dizzy for the longest time before I finally managed it, so not really fun, that one, because there are only three of us from that semester, and the others really wanted to do it, and it seems a bit unfair that now that's the only thing I'll be doing. Oh, and they also decided on silver belts and bras without ever talking to me. Which I'll now have to buy, because mine are green and gold, and I have serious doubts about how silver will look on my pale skin. Really pissed off about the whole thing right now.

They're less good, but still fine. I think I'm going to redo the Pah! scene a little bigger, to better see Tony's face.

Behind the cut, one from Sub Rosa, when Tony's habit of touching Tim started, and four from Truth or Consequence, the Pah! scene, "It's not what I said" with Tony's smile at that, Action Timmy and scared Tony and Tony looking McGee and Abby singing.

Tony's smile in this one? Makes me very, very happy. He loves him a lot!

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Reviews of Chicks Dig Time Lords are sounding the same note as the editors did at the Gally panel: that female Doctor Who fans are diverse, with a range of experiences and viewpoints, and that there's room for all of us. It's not mere hot air, either. Tara and Lynne could've omitted my contribution, or demanded major alterations to the contentious bits, but instead were entirely gracious. This contrasts sharply with online discourse, where opinions are something you wear like gang colours.

I think girls and women in Who fandom have hit a critical mass. Not many years ago, we existed in isolated pockets, each with its own set of assumptions. When those pockets met, too often instead of recognition and delight, there was a sizzle of indignation. Perhaps constantly asserting ourselves against the crush of male fans had become so ingrained we didn't know any other way to interact.

Or perhaps it was the curse-blessing of the Internet, connecting us, but in perhaps the worst medium for talking that human beings have ever invented. Online text-based communication pushes us to quick, brief interchanges; little thought, little content, little care. (The advent of the blog has dented this only slightly, as scrolling down to the comments will reveal.) Contrast the thoughtful, careful essays of CDTL.

Would returning to the format of the paper fanzine benefit fandom - the Internet for up-to-the-minute news and media, the essay and the letcol for analysis of the show and ourselves?

IDK. I'm a tired, tired old feminist fangirl, and a sick chick, and I can't really do this whole Intersplat thing any more. But it's OK for me to stick my oar out now: fandom is, very clearly, in safe hands. Jump in, ladies, have a ball.

Another calm and quiet day with just me and the boys. I could get used to this. Maybe we should encourage Jerry to get a job with a lot of travelling. Or we could move back to Carlisle and I could give up my job while he did a weekly commute (admittedly this plan would require considerable financial backing from somewhere). I did whatever it is I do at work these days, while J went on a school trip to the Angel and various Gateshead parks, and T spent the day intermittently crying at nursery (most unusual. We don't know what the matter was, but he had no temperature and ate two helpings of dinner so it probably wasn't serious), then we went swimming. We got home and my new friend from the Skoda garage rang to say they might have a car for me. It seems that new cars are a very rare commodity in the world of Skoda.  However, it is all working in my favour as I am getting what was meant to be a display/demo car, a fair bit posher than we had agreed on but only slightly dearer. 

The weather has been unseasonably warm today, although it was cloudy. It is meant to be sunny tomorrow, so I am tempted to premiere my new navy mac, weather permitting. You know spring is here when you can stop wearing your winter coat. This last week or two I have mostly been boiling in my winter coat, yet it has not felt warm enough to do without it. I have thrown caution to the winds where gloves are concerned, and I lost the hat ages ago, but it has the sort of collar that needs a scarf. The navy with black look is growing on me, which is fortuitous vis a vis the navy coat, bearing in mind that black opaque tights are still de rigeur. 

I have frocked it again today at work with a darlingful floral number with black tights/pumps/cardi. As I strode purposefully and exercisefully home from work today, I passed a man who gave my lower body a very peculiar look (no, mild disgust if anything). I looked down at myself and saw that the skirt of the dress got somehow rucked up and I was nigh on showing off my gusset to the world. Whoops. The other outcome of my wearing dresses all the time, especially loose ones, is that no doubt some of the girls at work are speculating that I am with child. I am steeling myself in expectation of being accused of this any day now (no I'm not).  

I don't think there's anybody who grew up in the 70s that escaped seeing this commercial; as I recall, it was even featured in the movie Network. (I could be wrong; does someone remember what movie?)